He lights the last candle and looks over the room. It’s dark, candlelight the only light there is, shimmering in the dark bowl of wine that sits on the altar on the far side of the room. There’s a large summoning circle burned into the floor on the ground, done meticulously by a well-practiced hand (though he’s never actually performed this specific ritual before). A larger circle of salt surrounds the summoning circle, and salt lines the windows and doorways.
He opens his grimoire and prepares for some long chanting in Aramaic.